On water, land, and in flight, they answered the call,
Protectors of liberty and right, against evil and the wrong.
Marching to a different drum, they sang a different song.
Misunderstood by many, as to why they gave their all,
America, these are your daughters, these are your sons,
These are your warriors, who gave all when they gave.
We recount to the generations, the valor of the brave.
Now we are the watchers, we volunteer to be the ones.
Listen now, dear children, of our country’s warrior band,
Hear their stories, honor them, be proud of their fight.
How one could give their life in pursuit of the right.
Grasp what was given since the beginning of our land.
As the flags are lowered, and the lone bugle plays.
Turn your thoughts to heroes, and the sacrifices made.
To the guardians of freedom, and the high cost they paid.
To those with warrior hearts, who stepped into harm’s ways.
You are their legacy, the torch is passed down to you,
Hold high your heads, as Tap’s last note is played.
Hold tight to their memory, and never let it fade.
Salute, remember and give these heroes their due.